His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. “Bother it all!” she swore. There was Major Price—you must recollect him, Sir Rowland,—he stumbled as he was getting out of his chair at that very gate. No mercenary consideration influences me. "Jack!" she cried, raising her head. .
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